[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

For several days, it rained and snowed again and again, and the weather was very cold.

Bao Cong felt that he was so frozen that he had an illusion, otherwise why the days seemed to be fast forwarded.

Mrs. Wang took Tanchun to visit Nan'an Concubine, and Tanchun became the granddaughter of the concubine that day.

The next day, news came from Nan'an Palace that Bao Cong was asked to write a memorial to intercede for Jia Zheng, and there would be a decree in the palace to grant marriage and explore the spring and reduce Jia Zheng's punishment.

What's even more outrageous is that the Ministry of Rites has already decided on the title of Princess Tanchun and the date of the wedding. In October next year, the dowry and the guard of honor are being prepared...

Bao Cong was in a daze, when did the Ministry of Rites become so efficient?

Shouldn't it be a long-term plan for such a big event as a marriage, even the title of princess should be quarreled for half a year?

Could it be that something happened in Xinjiang, Emperor Zhao couldn't wait to choose a "royal nobleman" to marry to stabilize the situation?

Bao Cong was restless, and tried to discuss with Mrs. Wang: "Mother, I think this marriage is a bit too hasty, why don't you take it easy and talk about it later in the year?"

Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes and said, "Slowly? What are you slowing down? This matter has already been settled! The imperial decree is about to come down! Do you still want to go back on your word?"

"Such a big event, how can we just say it slowly?"

The more Mrs. Wang spoke, the more excited she became: "I know that you and your sisters have been close since childhood, and I also know what you are worried about, but I am afraid that I will be mean to Tanchun in the marriage because I am angry with Aunt Zhao! But do you just miss your mother that much? "

"I didn't force Tanchun, she agreed to the marriage herself! When the boy from Bogda's family came to the capital, didn't you also say that he was very nice?"

"Why are you hesitating about such a good marriage? You don't even think about your father's body! Do you want him to have a rest year?"

A series of questions buzzed in Bao Cong's ears, but he still wanted to struggle a little longer: "Mother, don't get excited. I just feel a little..." Something is wrong...

Mrs. Wang turned a deaf ear and sprayed another spit: "What do you think, what do you think! The words have already been handed over!"

"Okay! Hurry up and hand over the memorial! The Ministry of Rites said that we have to go through all the procedures before the seal at the end of the year!"

"You really were born to ask me to collect debts!"

Throwing down a concluding sentence, Mrs. Wang was so angry that she didn't even eat dinner, and went back directly.

Baocong sighed, like a wandering soul, and went to Tanchun.

Through the window, Tanchun and Xichun were discussing things like embroidering wedding dresses, talking and laughing, with a little shyness and anticipation, looking very happy.

I went to Lin Daiyu again. Lin Daiyu was busy arranging the New Year's Eve banquet at the end of the year and preparing a private dowry for Tanchun.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions. Although she is busy, she is in good spirits.

Bao Cong shook his head and sighed to himself: "Strange people say that being indecisive is not a good thing."

Everyone felt happy, but he was still anxious here.

Maybe it's because Xinjiang is too far away, and the matter of getting married is too important. If something goes wrong, he doesn't have the strength to make trouble.

That's why I'm uneasy...

He is still too weak to protect this family.

Thinking all the way to the study, Bao Cong polished the ink, spread out the blank memorial, pondered for a while, and finally wrote down the pen neatly and finished it in one breath.

The next day, Bao Cong handed over the memorial, and Emperor Zhao seemed to have written the edict of bestowing marriage early in the morning, and was waiting to fill in his name.

Only half a day later, two imperial edicts hit Jia's head.

This speed was so fast, it was as if some conspiracy was clearly brewing, so scared that Bao Cong took two tranquilizing pills, and comforted himself: "It's okay, it's really not good, let's use that jade pit as a dowry for Tanchun, and work hard to get rid of it." To be a local rich man in Xinjiang..."

He seems to have forgotten that the owner of the jade pit is Lin Daiyu...

Lin Daiyu saw that Baocong was nagging all day long, and she only thought that he was an old father, and he was reluctant to marry Tanchun far away, so she comforted her: "I also don't want to Tanchun, but she is old enough to have her own life in the future." We have to live. What we can do is to prepare more dowry for her and more people who need it."

At the end, she joked: "She chose this path by herself, she is not afraid of it, what are you afraid of?"

Bao Cong had no choice but to praise with a wry smile: "You are all fans of heroes, all of you are braver than me. It's a pity that in this world, you are all framed in the backyard, and you can't go out to make contributions like men."

Makeup hero?

The word is new.

Lin Daiyu was stunned for a moment, then slightly lowered her head and smiled.

At the end of the year, seal, Chinese New Year.

Jia's New Year's Eve banquet only set up a small table in another courtyard.

Mrs. Wang looked at the people at the table, missing Jia Mu, Jia Amnesty, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian and Baoyu, and she was very sad.

I have been lying to myself and moved out of Rongguo Mansion, but the appearance is no longer good, and the Jia family in Neili is still a noble family, and they can still have a big show.

This deserted New Year's Eve banquet made Mrs. Wang have to face the facts again.

Baochai saw that Mrs. Wang was not very happy, so she took her daughter and stuffed her in her arms, making her smile at Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang looked better.

After teasing the granddaughter for a while, the nanny hugged the baby and went to sleep.

Mrs. Wang turned her head to look at Tanchun thoughtfully, and said after a while: "Although you didn't come out of my stomach, I watched you grow up after all, and you are filial on weekdays. I know you are a good boy." .”

She touched her wrist, took off a jade bracelet from her hand, put it on for Tanchun, and said: "This bracelet is what I often wear. It wasn't confiscated that day, so I'm giving it to you now."

Tanchun's eyes turned red immediately, he thanked her, and thought of Aunt Zhao again.

She was about to get married, but Aunt Zhao disappeared.

How much did her aunt look forward to the scenery in the past?Now that she has such a glorious marriage, will Aunt Zhao take it into consideration and come back to marry her off?

Bao Cong looked at the sad faces of several people, and hurriedly greeted everyone: "Eat wine, drink wine, it's cold today, drink more wine to keep warm!"

Everyone understood, raised their wine glasses in cooperation, clinked a glass, and shared food with each other to warm up the atmosphere.

Xichun talked about Baoyu: "He used to like cold wine the most. Seeing us eating hot wine at the same table must make him feel uncomfortable."

Mrs. Wang nodded repeatedly, pulled Baochai and said, "That's right, he won't listen to anyone who says it, but he only listens to you. If you tell him not to drink cold wine, he will obediently listen!"

That was all 800 years ago, Mrs. Wang still remembers Menerqing.

Just talking and laughing, Eunuch Xia came and brought a bowl of cold bird's nest and walnut soup.

"Lord Jia, this is a great blessing! Others at your age can't eat the dishes at the New Year's Eve banquet!"

Bao Cong stuffed a bulging purse to Eunuch Xia, then ate the sweet soup in front of his face, and praised repeatedly: "It's really delicious!"

This is not sweet soup, but the mighty emperor's grace!

Eunuch Xia weighed the purse in his sleeve and was also very satisfied.

I thought that the Rongguo Mansion had collapsed, and the people of Jia's family became poor. It seemed that the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and this trip was much more beneficial than expected.

So, towards Bao Cong and everyone in Jia's family, he became more friendly, Eunuch Xia smiled all over his face: "Okay, the Sa family has to return to the palace to return to their orders, so we won't stay any longer."

"Hey, let's go, Master Xia!"

Bao Cong sent Eunuch Xia to the door, and when he came back, he saw Mrs. Wang enthusiastically filled a bowl of tonic soup, and handed it to Lin Daiyu herself: "You have always been weak, drink more tonic soup, and when you are healthy, it will be easier to conceive a child!"

Lin Daiyu smiled with a stiff mouth, holding the bowl of soup, subconsciously turned her head to look at Bao Cong who just came back, her face was full of grievances...so grievances...

Bao Cong: "..."

He felt that Lin Daiyu was about to cry—he hurried over and served a bowl of tonic soup for Mrs. Wang, "Mother, please drink more tonic soup. Seeing that you are so old these days, drink two more bowls of soup." , son, I guarantee that your skin will look like a little girl again!"

"!" Mrs. Wang's half-smiled lips froze.

Whose stupid son is this!

What nonsense!

There is no distinction between big and small!

Mrs. Wang tugged at the corners of her lips, wondering if she should continue with the remaining half of her smile...

After the Lantern Festival, Lin Daiyu and Baochai shifted their busy focus to preparing the dowry for the Spring Festival.

Gold and silver things are easy to say, the ones prepared by the Ministry of Rites, plus the silver notes at the bottom of the box from the family, are enough for Tanchun to eat for a lifetime.But the embarrassment is to choose the dowry person.

In addition to the maids and mothers, Concubine Nan'an also sent seven or eight maids.But Tanchun not only needs people who serve daily life, but also needs a confidant who can be trusted to do things.

After several days of selection from the maids and servants at home, a dozen or so people were settled.

Lin Daiyu showed the list to Bao Cong. Bao Cong just glanced at it, then shook his head and said, "How can these people do? They are all weak and have never suffered at all! When they arrived in Xinjiang, did the third sister take care of them, or did they Waiting for the third sister?"

"It's better to choose those with rough skin and thick flesh, who can work hard and endure hardships, and are strong!"

The weak Lin Daiyu snorted dissatisfiedly, and said coquettishly: "Which one in our family was not raised by eating and drinking? Not to mention girls, even the servants are very delicate, how can there be someone with rough skin and thick flesh?" ?”

"If you can work and endure hardship, the farmers on the village can endure hardship, but they are not servants. If they are good, who would want to leave their hometown?"

Bao Cong was stunned, and after thinking about it, it seemed to be the case.

The Jia family loves to save face and show off, and treats their servants really well. Even Wang Xifeng's housekeeper in the past never treated others harshly when it came to food and drink.

The people on the list are all born in the family, and loyalty is loyalty, but it can be said that they endure hardships...the level of serving tea and water, sweeping the floor and making snacks on weekdays...

You can't complain that the Jia family has always been too generous to their servants right now?

Bao Cong had no choice but to say sullenly: "Okay, just these few, I'll add a few more people later."

There should be a group of newcomers at Yushixuan who have almost trained. It should be useful to select a few to add to the dowry list and send them back to serve Tanchun.

Chen Ping was not there, Qingshuang was in charge of this matter, so Bao Cong asked the servant to invite Qingshuang, but the servant replied that Qingshuang was busy and would not be able to come to see him until evening.

Bao Cong was so stunned that he began to doubt his life.

Qingshuang said...he was so busy...that he didn't even have time to see his master?

Seeing that Bao Cong's complexion was not good, the boy was secretly delighted, and hurriedly put on some eye drops and said, "Third Master, Qingshuang, that stinky brat is really shameful, it's all Third Master, you dote on him too much! He doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth like this!" He even dared to shake his master's face, if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he might dare to choke on his face next time! How about calling a few people to tie him up?"

As he said that, the young man yelled that he was going to ask the two guards to tie up Qingshuang.

Bao Cong regained his composure, and quickly threw a ball of paper over to stop him: "What are you tying? He is busy as long as he is busy, and he will come to see you in the evening!"

Now it's the boy's turn to doubt life.

They are also servants, so why are they so different?

The little fellow bowed his head awkwardly, and replied: "Yes, I'll go and tell Brother Qingshuang right now."

The boy left, but Bao Cong was still doubting his life and himself.

Qingshuang has always acted thoughtfully, how could she say such a thing?

I don't know what it is, it's more important than coming to see him...

Or, actually, in Qingshuang's mind, he, the master, is not that important anymore?

With a ball of twine in Bao Cong's mind, he took out the map of the capital half drawn a year ago, and continued to ponder.

At night, Qingshuang finally came to see Bao Cong "free", but his complexion was uglier than Bao Cong's.

Before Baocong could speak, Qingshuang took out a letter and handed it to him, frowning tightly and said: "Chen Ping has news."

Bao Cong was overjoyed, quickly took the letter, opened it and said: "I was thinking about him, but this kid can hide, I don't know where he hid, I haven't heard from him for so long, so I have been worried about him!"

Before opening the letter for a closer look, Qingshuang said softly: "It says in the letter that he is dead."

cluck, cluck.

Bao Cong's fingers holding the letter paper froze for a moment.